Marker Pen

The nicest bloke I've ever known

Got locked up in a nursing home

Some disorder of the brain

It had a scientific name

They filled him full of pills and then

Left him with a marker pen

With no paper to his name

He started up a little game

Wrote upon the t.v. screen

And the beverage machine

'Out of order' - wrote on chairs

That someone else was sitting there

Wrote on exit doors 'return'

Wrote on curtains 'will not burn'

Wrote on the telephone 'lines are dead'

Wrote 'on his head' on his head

Even though he was insane

Driven mad by the constant strain

Of repetition and empty scenes

Where everything is and nothing means

Subverting symbols back to front

Proved he was intelligent

So they let him out and left me behind

Now I got his pen and plenty of time

All of this just goes to show

What words can do with the status quo